What If

What if when we laid
Our bodies down at night
Our souls would drift away
And encompass time?

What if Shakespeare was inspired,
By a glimpse of your face?

What if you rode with Jane Austen,
In her post chaise?

What if Thomas Jefferson,
Was your childhood friend?

What if John Dillinger,
Was really a gentleman?

What if Alfred Hitchcock,
Sat beside you on a train?

What if Patsy Cline hugged you,
Before she caught that plane?

When the morning came,
And their faces began to fade...
Would you bury the memories?
Or would you wish you stayed?
♠ ♠ ♠
I think it could have ended better, but Oh Well.